Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 286

Chapter 286 Lord, please have mercy (3.3k, total 7.5k achieved)

Crete.

As an outpost extending from the earth to the ocean, it has witnessed the glory of the Minoan civilization and ushered in prosperity. It has also experienced a disastrous defeat in the war with the Kingdom of Atlanti and was submerged in the huge waves.

As time has passed, the traces of the war have been gradually erased, and the island has regained its vitality after a hundred years of changes.

However, at this moment, the Sea of ​​Oceanus, an old enemy in the distance, lost its former silence and tranquility.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and streaks of miserable thunder snaked downwards, piercing the sea like sharp spears, constantly churning in the water.

The blood-like setting sun cast a scarlet afterglow on the sea, as if the ocean was bleeding. Tens of thousands of fish, sea beasts and divine blood dependents were ravaged by the thunder and died on the spot before they even had time to scream.

And as the sea water surged, the monster red tide set off huge waves, rolling up the dead and hideous corpses, almost covering the sea surface.

escape!

Along with the survival instinct of living things, this only thought was engraved in my mind.

Countless fish, sea beasts, and divine blood families in the Sea of ​​Oceanos fled wildly on the huge waves, trying to rush to nearby desert islands and land to stay away from the extremely dangerous ocean at this time.

However, when hordes of marine creatures rushed to the nearest island of Crete, they suddenly discovered that this land hostile to the ocean had changed beyond recognition.

The rushing river has long since dried up, and the river bed has collapsed, revealing a dark hollow. The fertile land on the plain is melting inch by inch under the blow of the red and black ether storm.

The sand and dust raged, and all the greenery and vitality ceased to exist. Raging torrents surged out of the cracks that tore the earth, and the mountains collapsed one by one. Panic-stricken animals and monsters rushed into the old site of Knossos and gathered on the towering around the great temple.

A moment later, the entire island of Crete had been reduced to a vast ocean, and the only remaining great temple was like an isolated island floating on the deep sea. The few animals and monsters that were lucky enough to escape into this only shelter looked at the sudden doomsday disaster. Shivering.

Puff puff puff puff!

But soon, the four corners of the temple's high platform were flattened by a new ether storm. The hundreds of animals and magical beasts crowded around the periphery were instantly erupted into blood mist, and were crushed into flesh. Owls spread their wings and wanted to fly. The statue turned to dust.

The scene in front of them also made the animals and monsters despair. They crazily crowded into the great temple, trying to get the blessing from the underworld.

But this great temple has long since declined, and the Great Mother Goddess has long since left.

The fire of faith no longer exists, the gods no longer look at this land, and the miracles that the beasts long for will naturally not happen.

As the scarlet ether storm swept across and raged, the bricks and stones of the temple were dissociated inch by inch, and the exposed beasts instantly melted into the terrifying halo.

The futile struggle only gave them a few more minutes to survive.

Meanwhile, Athens.

The eyes of the old and weak people who retreated to the corner of the valley and the city wall were filled with despair, and in their despair were pleadings.

Above their heads, the sky was thin and bright, and the twinkling stars covered up the brilliance of the sun. It was clearly visible that meteorites descended from the sea of ​​​​stars, burning violently, and smashed into various parts of Greece, causing strong explosions and tremors...

In front of them, the Acropolis of Athens was covered with traces of tragedy. It was already riddled with holes, and a third of the walls and area had collapsed.

The scene outside the city was even more horrific.

The wilderness is devastated;

Buildings, smoke billowing;

Brick wall, torn and collapsed…

The scarlet ether storm swept past, and the sporadic resistance soon became a toy in the giant's hands and was torn to pieces with the sound of creaking.

Through the thick smoke and fire in the sky, looking from a distance, the earth is like fragile cardboard, with cracks that stretch for miles and are criss-crossed, and the inside is bottomless...

Etna and other volcanoes erupt violently, throwing flying volcanic ash into the sky, dark red magma flowing freely, melting all life along the way...

Thessaly, Sparta, Mycenae and other seaside cities have been flooded by floods and turned into vast oceans. Crazy sea beasts washed up on the coast, triggering a series of turmoil...

In areas with high mountains and dense forests such as Thebes, Arcadia, and Calydon, hordes of monsters ran out of their habitats and rushed towards human cities, using destruction and killing to vent their fear and panic...

Looking at the apocalyptic scene in front of me and the majestic lights that are constantly crisscrossing in the sky. Weak humans can only hide behind the fortress, shivering, or rush into the temple, praying for this natural disaster that is like the wrath of the gods to end as soon as possible.

Gods, please calm down your anger and have mercy on this.

However, the vision in the sky became more and more intense, and the miracle never happened.

What was attracted by this prayer was an even deeper despair.

"Life is an end thing, a journey of accumulated pain. The eyes are old, the hands and feet are fragile, the existence will inevitably go to nothingness, and the birth is to be destroyed. How sad, how ridiculous..."

In the city of Thebes, among the cowering lambs huddled behind the high wall, a lazy and slightly nasal joking echoed among the crowd.

The sorrow of being a weak person, the pain of being separated from relatives and friends, the powerlessness of life, old age, illness and death... all the misfortunes and resentments grow in people's hearts.

In this desperate and tragic atmosphere, the goddess with red hair shawl and a pair of black wings flapping behind her seemed to be walking among the poppies, lifting up her skirt from the crowd and walking forward gracefully. He seemed to enjoy the smell of strife, chaos, and blood in the air while breathing.

This was once the sacred place of Harmonia, the goddess of harmony. Now harmony no longer exists, only fear reigns.

"Beg for mercy! Show your timidity!"

The figure who had the appearance of a goddess but carried out the words and deeds of a devil, with a blasphemous attitude, stepped barefoot on the head of a sculpture in the temple, overlooking the crowds of grass in the city, and said this,

"It's time to drown in this boundless sea of ​​misery!"

In an instant, the blasphemer's seductive lips curved in an evil arc, and his eyes full of malice stared downwards. Countless strands of blood-colored mist floated upward from corpses, ruins, and living people.

Suddenly, a cold and evil sense of oppression spread, like the surging red and black blood mist of raging magma, gathering and dispersing, hanging in the sky.

From the embryo-shaped blood clot in the center, gloomy and violent eyes squeezed out, looking at the trembling lambs in the city. Deformed arms protruded from the blood mist, waving around, showing the malice and turmoil that seeped into the soul. And uneasy, almost suffocating.

"Come and meet you...the only salvation!"

Eris, the goddess of strife, murmured jokingly, with a wicked smile on her pretty face. She raised her green-white fingertips high, and the overwhelming scarlet blood mist, like hot lava, was about to pour down!

Tired of playing with those ugly monsters in the primitive ocean, she wanted to plan an interesting dispute in this city-state that had failed to provoke trouble several times, in the holy land of her old enemy Harmonia, the goddess of harmony. Facing the malice from the gods, the weak and helpless lambs trembled and showed despair.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a majestic and obscure trembling sound came from the statue at the foot of Eris. The golden sacred flame burned fiercely like a furnace fire, incinerating the blood mist of disputes and bringing heart-breaking pain to the evil goddess. , penetrates flesh and blood, and directly strikes the soul.

"Ouch!"

Eris screamed, feeling the familiar aura, and suddenly felt a mixture of grief and anger.

"you again!"

What responded to her was the shadow of an arm holding a golden cup and pouring it over in the sky.

The scarlet and luscious wine dripped down, and the blood mist that gathered in the city of Thebes dissipated.

Immediately, emerald-green grapevines grew wildly on the ground; bunches of purple-red grapes exploded, and the air was filled with a rich aroma of wine.

It makes people mesmerized and peaceful.

But on the contrary, for Eris, the wine in this golden cup was like poison, like every drop of sulfuric acid sprinkled on her body, causing a heartbreaking burning sensation.

Soon, the goddess of strife, who was covered in bruises and bruises, uttered a harsh word in the midst of the dripping wine and ran away with her head in her arms.

"Just wait for me, this matter is not over yet!"

Ann, is it safe?

The Thebans who survived the disaster looked blankly at the statue in the temple and found that the figure was quite strange, surrounded by the heads of various animals: goats, giant whales, bulls, wild boars, white horses, eagles...

He has two horns on his head, his hands are wrapped around grapevines, and his feet are shaped like the hind legs of a goat.

In a daze, they remembered the name of this god.

—Lord of Pleasure, Dionysus.

In this land, he had been criticized and expelled, but he still responded to prayers with kindness, showered blessings on the living, and saved the weak lambs from harm.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Almost at the same time, clusters of flames like furnace fires ignited in front of the altars enshrining the statues of Dionysus in various city-states. The golden halo turned into an indestructible barrier, blocking the monsters from the mountains and the sea. The huge waves and the storm from the sky gave the frightened lambs a breather.

But the cataclysms in the sky continued, the anger of the gods did not end, and strong uneasiness still weighed on their hearts.

And praying became the only thing they could do.

Lord in charge of joy, please have mercy on this troubled world once again and grant us a paradise to enjoy peace and joy.

The helpless lambs knelt down and prayed together.

The voice of one person is the voice of millions.

The ancient words of consecration were sung and echoed among the crowd.

"The King we worship,

May everyone hallow your name.

May your kingdom come,

May your will be done on earth,

It's like walking in heaven.

Our daily food,

Give it to us today.

The wine of our joy,

Feast us today;

Do not lead the world into temptation,

Save them from evil.

May magnificence, joy, and feasting be with you;

Divine wisdom, divine power, and divine love are with you;

The kingdom, the power, the glory, all belong to you.

—From eternity ago, to now, and forever and ever! "

Under the illumination of the altar fire, the weak people who longed for salvation used their bodies to gather flames into light, and together they gathered towards the top of Ares Mountain, illuminating the dark night.

On the square, the Lord of Joy, holding a golden cup, was bathed in the golden torrent of faith and listened to countless prayers.

His divine career and status were created by people's faith.

At this moment, it is finally time to pay off the debt.

Lorne smiled freely and drank the remaining wine in the golden Holy Grail.

Stairs paved with starlight spread and grew under his feet, leading directly to the turbulent Holy Mountain of Olympus.

In the call of the lambs, under the watch of the gods of Ares Mountain, the Lord who brought joy and peace to the world stood up and stepped forward, resolutely rushing to the final battlefield.

- People in the world use their bodies to gather flames into light and hold up fire for me;

-Then, I will create a new paradise here!

(End of chapter)

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